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“I suppose you can get along without Katrina’s help.” For a moment Bob thought he had won, for there was a look in his former chum’s eyes as if he was struggling to express something he could not say aloud. But Jerry’s words belied the message of his eyes. CHAPTER IV Aunt Grenertsen’s Apples.
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